Dust to Dust

Nae's Nest —  November 3, 2013 — Leave a comment

Standing strong with the trees

My feet firmly planted

United with nature

With a soul that is haunted

My branches turn

Underground

No longer reaching up

Instead returning

Dust to dust

Finding my place

In a new world

Will there be sunshine?

Will there be trees?

There is no more sorrow

No pain or disease

It is the final home

I  wonder how it must be

The final resting place

With Christ eternally

 

Nae's Nest

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I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

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